Dentist Blues (Song for guitar 2)

I had white teeth like a set of bone china

They were cut to fit, you couldn’t get finer

When I smiled you could see me across a full diner

Then I got the bad teeth blues

Sugar and booze each and all took their toll

Until my pretties got rotten with holes

But my wife and my friends never acted cold

I got the bad teeth blues

One day a dentist set up in town

Had a pretty assistant that drew in the crowds

She booked me in and calmed me down

I got the bad teeth blues

She leant forward as he gave me the dose

I could have kissed her soft lips her face was so close

She patted my tears and smiled at my woes

I got the bad teeth blues

I froze on his couch, my knees knockin’ like drums

My eyes went wild like an old drunken bum’s

And I moaned as I watched his needle come

I got the bad teeth blues

He drilled and he filled with the shiniest gold

And polished the enamel so it shone as of old

And my grin was a wonder for all to behold

No more bad teeth blues

Now everyone calls me Mack the Knife

I’ve lost my job and I’ve lost my wife

No-one trusts my smile with their life

I got the good teeth blues

When I think back I feel an old ache

For the days when my teeth were a pair of old rakes

Before my mouth fired-up like a birthday cake

I got the good teeth blues

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